The Desert Isle

At the end of a hard year’s work, Bobby decides to take a holiday right away and he books himself on a Caribbean cruise. The first few days of the cruise are perfect but then calamity – the ship sinks and Bobby ends up on a small, uncharted island. He looks around and sees that there is nothing nearby except bananas and coconuts. Still, these are better than starving to death.

Ten weeks later, as he is sitting in the shade, to his surprise a small boat lands on the beach and the most beautiful woman he has ever seen gets out, walks over to him and says, “Hi.”

He can’t believe his luck. He replies, “Hi to you too. Where on earth have you come from? How did you get here? What’s your name?”

“Hold on,” she says, “one question at a time. I landed on the other side of this island about 10 weeks ago when my cruise liner sank. I’ve just rowed here from the other side. Oh, and my name is Hannah.”

“That’s amazing, Hannah,” he says. “My name is Bobby. You were lucky to have a rowboat wash up with you.”

“Oh, this?” replies Hannah, “I made it myself out of raw materials I found on the island. The oars are made from pine tree branches, I wove the bottom from palm branches and the sides came from a Eucalyptus tree.” “But where did you get the tools from?” he asks.

“Oh, I made the tools myself,” replies Hannah. “I found an unusual strata of exposed alluvial rock which I heated in my kiln. It melted into a soft iron-like material which I used to make the tools which in turn I used to make the boat.”

Bobby is silent. He can’t believe her skills. “If it’s OK with you, why don’t I now row you to my place?” she says.
Bobby just nods his acceptance.

It takes Hannah just ten minutes to row to her place. As they near the shore, Bobby is surprised to see a stone walkway leading up to a very smart sky blue bungalow. Hannah ties up her boat at a small jetty using a hand made flaxen rope, and they enter the bungalow.

“It’s not really much,” says Hannah, “but to me, Bobby, it’s home. Please sit down and I’ll get you a drink.”
“No thanks,” Bobby replies, “I just couldn’t drink any more coconut juice.”

“But you don’t have to have coconut juice,” says Hannah, “How about a Pina Colada? I’ve made a still.” As they sit down on her hand made couch drinking their Pina Coladas, Bobby looks around and is amazed at what Hannah has achieved in such a short time. After a while, Hannah gets up and says, “I’m going to slip into something more comfortable. While you’re waiting, why don’t you take a shower and then have a shave? You’ll find a razor in the bathroom cabinet.”

Bobby goes into the bathroom and runs his bath. It even has hot water from a kind of thermal heating device Hannah has rigged up. After his bath, he goes to the wooden cabinet and finds a razor made of shells roped together inside a swivel mechanism. While he’s having an excellent shave, Bobby thinks, “Hannah is unbelievable, truly amazing – whatever will I discover next? She can do anything.”

When he returns, Hannah greets him wearing only a few carefully placed vine leaves and smelling of honeysuckle – she looks utterly fantastic. Hanna beckons Bobby to sit next to her, which he does. Hannah smiles at Bobby in a seductive manner and slithers up closer to him.

“Bobby,” she says, staring into his eyes, “we’ve both been out here for 10 weeks. Now you’ve found me, is there something you really feel like doing right now, something you’ve been longing to do for all these weeks. You know…”

Bobby can’t believe it. “You mean – I can check my e-mails from here?”